Rob Behind Her Eyes Novels & Stories

Covering her face with a vile, leaving only her eyes uncovered. Already going back on words of not forgiving Ruby, Eric's heart melted. Eric nearly lost his breath. She looked exactly like he saw her one month ago. Her blue eyes was enough to give away her beauty. She looked so beautiful with just those dark blue eyes of her. He knew that no matter where she goes, if he sees those eyes, he will know it's her. He will always recognize those beautiful blue eyes anywhere.

Robbie’s POV "Slow down, please, you’re hurting me." I didn’t stop. I leaned into the cries of the woman beneath me, using her pain to muffle the noise in my own head. We were in the back room at Robin’s place, the one with the massive leather sofa that wrapped around three walls. Usually, all five of us filled this space, but tonight it was just Rory and me.

A expansive bruise discolored one side of her jaw and the skin beneath her eye. At the locate of her beaten and bruised, his blood started to bubble once more. Spots flashed some time recently his eyes. He fell to his knees, the fear clearing out his body as all of a sudden as it had come on, as it were to be supplanted with an overpowering blame that he had not been there to ensure her. “Bronaugh…” he choked out. She frowned. “I said I was fine. Buck up, will ya?” “Will you if you don't mind go to that male and ease his mind?” her close relative chastened. “Yeah, Bro,” Bitsy chimed in. “He looks like he’s almost to cry.”

She’s going to wake up tomorrow and regret this conversation if she remembers it. I chuckle quietly, imagining her freaking out tomorrow morning as she plays this conversation in her head. Her eyes are dark, lidded with lust as she stares at me intently. We lock eyes for a long second, with none of us planning on looking away. Behind her brown eyes, I can see the need and lust in them. I don’t know if it’s the alcohol, but the Robyn sitting in front of me wants me to do things to her and her eyes aren’t saying otherwise.

Whether he would understand or not remained to be seen, but I couldn't allow myself to be defeated by the limitations imposed upon me. I instinctively recoiled as Robin approached me, his presence looming over me. My unease intensified when he squatted down, taking hold of my hands. His touch sent a wave of discomfort coursing through me, and I fought the urge to pull away. His piercing gaze locked onto mine, and I mustered all my strength to maintain eye contact, refusing to let him intimidate me.

"This is the betrayal I will never forget." I shook my head and looked at the direction Izzy was looking at but my jaw almost dropped to the floor when I saw Roam's back. He still got the stab wound but it was already healing. His upper body was exposed, his back muscles effortlessly flexed when he flipped the pancake he was making.

You had to bloody ask now? “Still foggy, but I definitely remember what drove me out of my mind.” Her stunning eyes turned to me in a stern glare. “Are you feeling alright?” “I am, just the bashing headache and the slight discomfort from the stitches.” Robin complained, holding her head sideways, sadness filling her face. I wanted to reach over and help her out. But damn if I did without earning myself a scowl or a hard glare. “Robin, can we talk?” I asked, psyching myself with physical determination.

Her face was not as round anymore, but heart shape. She had high cheekbones and a button nose placed neatly over full lips. Her eyes were a deep emerald green before, framed by long, sooty lashes. Beforehand her eye color was light teal. Her hair was pure silk, cascading down to the middle of her back like an inky black waterfall, which was also very new; there was no way Damien and Cora wouldn't notice that his hair had grown several inches overnight.

But I will not let him die. I was looking out of the window. And my eyes landed on the fragile girl who was trying to climb down the window. When she landed safely she removed the dust from her clothes. She didn't take my threat seriously. Her eyes landed on me. I saw terror in her widened eyes as she made for a run. End of flashback.